Kratos nodded faintly, then motioned for Assas to come forward and make a bid, while he stood silently behind.

Because he made a lot of money in the gladiatorial arena, Ashas was also full of confidence, and under Kratos's instructions, he directly offered a sky-high price that was prohibitive to everyone.

Precious metals are the only currency in this world, and it is impossible for anyone to carry the gold needed to buy dozens of prisoners of war in one go.

When they heard that the buyer was actually the "famous" third prince Arthur Evans, a strange look appeared on everyone's faces.

However, Arthur Evans still had the title of prince, and the slave trader did not refuse Assas's request for "*".

After hearing that the buyer who spent a lot of money was actually the third prince, the other competitors did not continue to bid, but looked at Assas, who was negotiating with the slave traders, with a good look, and when they saw Pandora wrapped in a cloak, the faces of the people around them showed curious looks.

Kratos knew in his heart that these people had obviously heard the news from the palace, and although in their eyes the rift was an unattainable threat, they were more concerned about the special meaning contained in the third prince's purchase of slaves.

"When was a slave able to wear armor and weapons and squander gold so arrogantly in the slave market, has the dignity of the nobles of the kingdom been reduced to the point that even a slave can trample on it?"

At this moment, a sharp voice came from the side, and a middle-aged nobleman who was brightly dressed and had obvious baldness on the top of his head slowly walked out surrounded by guards, shouting loudly with a disdainful expression and verbal insult.

When the identity of Assas's slave was revealed, most of the nobles who were watching the show next to him changed their faces instantaneously and looked at Assas with displeasure.

It was just a simple sentence, but the atmosphere of the slave market changed, and Assas suddenly became the focus of contradictions.

Assas looked at the bald nobleman with a grim face, his hand clenched the hilt of his sword tightly at his waist, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Junius Frith!"

This bald nobleman actually had the surname of Junius, apparently belonging to one of the great nobles Junius, just like Bruno.

When he heard that a slave dared to call his name, Fries's smirking expression immediately became gloomy, and his fingers subconsciously touched the huge gold ring on his hand, and then said gloomily: "It seems that the slave nowadays no longer knows the difference between honor and humility, it is an oracle set by the gods, and no one can disobey it." ”

Fries pointed at Assas and condescendingly scolded: "Kneel before me now and repent of your sins!"

Fries's attitude was so arrogant that it was almost lawless, but the rich merchants and nobles who were watching were indifferent, and even unabashedly showed a look of disgust, looking at Assas unkindly, like some kind of dirty garbage.

Assas was trembling with anger, Junius was the family that had a hatred for him, if it weren't for the concerns in his heart, at this time Assas couldn't resist the impulse and burst out directly, with the fighting skills he had trained in the gladiatorial arena, he could split the pot-bellied Fries in half with a single knife.

Seeing Assas's murderous eyes, Fries was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a step back, and then immediately reacted, and said angrily: "Despicable slave, it seems that it is the kindness of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, that the filth of your soul has been unbridledly exuded, and today I will let you know how filthy your humble body is." ”

The noble whip in Fries' hand slammed into the ground, and with a crisp "snap", a slave with extremely vigorous upper body hair walked out of Fries's back, and his powerful body was like a giant bear standing up from a person.

"Humble Macedonian, teach this arrogant slave a good lesson with your stupid brute force. ”

The slave's skin was extremely strange, like a sickly white that had not seen the sun all year round, and the scars and white skin reflected a strange hideousness.

The Macedonians are located in the northernmost part of the Peloponnese, on the edge of human civilization, and are considered barbarians by the countries of the continent.

Legend has it that during the first invasion of the underworld, most of the scattered monsters were wiped out by the demigod Perseus and humans, while a few remnants fled to the bitter cold of the northern tip of the Peloponnese, where the Macedonians were known as berserkers with monster blood.

The barrenness and cold of the Far North have become a wild land that is forbidden for humans to enter on the mainland, and the rumors of the Macedonians are widely spread on the mainland, but almost no one has actually seen them, and they did not expect the Junius family to be able to own Macedonians as slaves.

The Macedonian lowered his head, a beastly roar emanating from his throat, his bare muscles bulging exaggeratedly as if inflated, and his brown skin was stretched tight by the muscles, and it actually glowed with a metallic sheen.

I don't know when a long whip two fingers wide appeared, and a special long whip made of countless scale armor was whipped on the body of the Macedonian slave, and there was a crisp sound of metal colliding, and the tough skin instantly had a terrifying scar like a centipede.

The Macedonian slave could not help but cry out in pain, his eyes flashed with hatred, and then he buried his head deeply, and with a muffled roar, he pounced on Assas.

Assas only felt a strong sense of oppression coming, and at this moment his heart was full of realization, this Macedonian's strength was definitely above him, with at least 20 horsepower of power, I was afraid that a punch would immediately shatter his bones and seriously injure him on the spot.

The sudden commotion in the slave market did not cause much chaos, and instead of running away, the surrounding nobles or wealthy merchants excitedly surrounded Kratos and others, and many people began to shout wildly.

Assas's body fell backwards abruptly, and at the same time, he directly laid the unsheathed bronze sword in front of him, and when the Macedonian slave's fist, which was almost the size of a human skull, touched the scabbard, Assas's whole person immediately flew out diagonally.

Although Assas used Kratos's method to unload most of his strength the moment he touched, and violently shook his muscles to increase his body's defense to the extreme, when his back hit the ground hard, he still felt as if he had been crushed by a gray mountain bear, and his muscles and muscles let out an overwhelmed moan.

Assas secretly screamed that it was dangerous, if it weren't for Kratos's rigorous training during this time, this punch would have been either a tragic death or a serious injury, and it would definitely be impossible to barely stand up like now.

At the same time as the Macedonians appeared, Kratos saw the huge gap between him and Assas, and stood by just to test the results of the past few days, and saw that Assas was able to block attacks that exceeded twice his strength, so he finally nodded secretly with satisfaction.

After whispering to Pandora waiting for him, Kratos swung his back and strode towards the fierce-eyed Macedonian slave.

"Whose pet is this who ran out without a leash, Arthas, did you get squeezed out of the belly of a woman last night? A beast you upside down!"

Assas wisely chose to keep silent, got up from the ground in silence, and obediently retreated to Pandora's side, knowing that this Spartan, clad in a savage shell, hid a more obscene and cunning heart than Prince Arthur Evans.

Hearing that he was jokingly called a beast, the fierce light in the eyes of the Macedonian slave was even more victorious, and a roar came out of his mouth, and the people around him only felt a thunder in their ears, and their bodies couldn't help but shake.

The army of Sparta was the most powerful in the Peloponnese, and all Spartans were raised under brutal military rule, and even women had hardly trained soldiers comparable to those of other countries.

In the eyes of the Mycenaeans, both the Spartans and the Macedonians were barbaric and backward beings, but there was also no denying their great strength.

When he recognized that the Spartan, who had been engraved with strange tattoos on his body, was the sworn brother of the third prince, Arthur Evans, who had recently become famous, Fries's face couldn't help but sneer hideously, and the whip in his hand twitched, silently urging his most powerful thug to attack immediately.

The Macedonian slave threw himself at Kratos with a roar of rage, his bear-like arms stretched out as if to squeeze his foe straight into flesh.

The Macedonians live in bitter cold all year round, using their bodies to fight fierce beasts, and what they are best at is using their overwhelming strength to crush their prey directly to death.

Due to the previous injuries that were too much in the eye, Kratos' hands were still wrapped in a thick coarse cloth. But he looked at the Macedonian who pounced on him with immobility, and when the other party's bear pounced in front of him, his leg muscles suddenly bulged, and the dust on the ground of his left foot, which was used as a support, was splashed by the vibration of force.

Hearing a loud bang, the Macedonian slave with 20 horsepower was actually kicked out directly, and his strong body smashed the ground and vibrated violently, so shocked that the onlookers next to him couldn't help but retreat again and again, for fear of being accidentally injured by this terrifying humanoid beast.

The Macedonian slave was almost breathless from the kick, and he felt as if he had been attacked by the most ferocious monster triumvirate in the Mossy Plains, his metal-strong body as fragile as parchment, and the force of the blow penetrated directly into the bone marrow, and he almost screamed in pain.

Just as the Macedonian slave was about to get up, there was a sudden irresistible force in his chest, and the powerful force pressed him back to the ground, and the ribs in his chest even made a cracking moan.